Earlier this year, they toured with the 30th anniversary of The Joshua Tree album, probably my favourite album of theirs with its hits of Where The Streets Have No Name, With Or Without You Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For and my personal favourites of Bullet The Blue Sky and the haunting Running To Standstill.

But here’s the rub ..

On their tour, the band only played Dublin and London, other arenas in the more provincial cities like Glasgow were omitted from their tour.

For me that implies that they are happy to take our hard-earned dosh when it suits them, but only when it suits them.

Tonight, a U2 tribute band play St Lukes in Glasgow, a smallish venue of a 3-400 hundred souls, playing The Joshua Tree album in its entirety.

Okay, maybe I did defend myself more than I should have, but it wasn’t meant to happen.

She kept hitting me for fucks sake. What was I meant to do?

As I told the other officer, we had only met that night although we had been chatting on the phone for a few weeks.

No sex wasn’t mentioned, not on the phone and it wasn’t even mentioned in the pub, but to be fair, there was some implicit undertones when I asked her if she wanted to come back to mine.

Yes I was surprised when she said yes. Quite taken aback to be honest. We’d had a few kisses and then a bit of a snog, but I didn’t think she’d come back to mine never mind spend the night. Continue reading “Wolf – Consent?”→

Sad to hear of the sudden death of Tom Petty today. I can’t honestly say I was his biggest fan as he was a little before my time.

But good music lives forever, it’s melody and message touches people in ways they never expected.

Take me and the boys playing Free Fallin’, such a simple tune to play, repetitive but mesmerising.

It’s the kind of song that you get lost in and when you find your groove you never want to end and we’d play on well past any reasonable duration just because it feels good, looking at each other and knowing we’ve overdone it but don’t want to stop.